MA MUSU

An homage to the matriarch of my family and those who come before us.

Aunty Musu was the lifeline that pulled my family out of war torn Sierra Leone and tied us together in the walls of her one bedroom apartment in New York City.

At MA MUSU: A Solo Exhibition, I welcome all to come unravel the ties that weave my story, our story, and New York’s story together.

This is for Aunty Musu. This is for New York City and Africa. This is for you.

Many know me as a creative, designer and storyteller. But what you see is only parts of the whole. In order to fully respect my present you must fully understand my past.

My story begins in Sierra Leone, where at four years old, my family and I are forced to flee our home. We landed in New York City, where 13 of us…